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Pain and pleasure,
all in this rain,
the leisure,
stains my memory,
like forever,
in degrees, the-
heat,
is my treasure, -

makes me free,
makes this life easy,
with you,
I rest easy,
like breezing through flowers, gently-
breezing through flowers...

hours pass and
this rain still plays,
like a train's pulsating rhythms we,
go slow,
rhythms,
so slow...

the afterglow,
bestows and blesses...
she tells me to,

"write from the heart",
but this pen
produces
tears from years,
of stresses
for I feel...

She makes me feel...

cloud cover,
snow even...
covers this glow,
seasons change from dreaming,
wishful thinking

for I wished
to recall
my experiences,

of love
real love.
conscience
11/10/07